Cinderella

Cinderella is coming home

She's barely dressed

She's on her own

See her as the cold gets close

She whispers to herself

I'd love to be more

than this fool by the door

I'd love to be kissed

You're craven for this

Feel the passion and poors

I'd love to be yours

I would be proud and I would be pleased

I would feel special and I would be teased

I would adore if you knock at that door right now

Boy you would be loved

would be loved

You would be loved

would be loved

You

Who's the one who gives you chills

at the foot of a holly hill

Hide behind the bushy thymes

She will sing you a lullaby

I'd love to be loved

I'd love to be loved

I'd love to be kissed

You're craven for this

All the passion and poors

I'd love to be yours

I would be proud and I would be pleased

I would feel special and I would be teased

I would adore if you knock at that door right now

Boy you would be loved

would be loved

You would be loved

would be loved

You